GBm
We drained every night
GBm
In the lower East Side
GBmGBm
And you failed to catch the train back to Queens
GBm
So you came to my room
GBm
We did some things that we knew not to do
GBmGBm
In the glow of the nights golden hue
Chorus
CD
You've got a tattered line of string
EmG
That you've tied 'round everything
CD
That you want to call your own
EmG
But it never seems to hold
Verse II
GBm
When we woke we agreed
GBm
That we would not ever speak
GBmGBm
Of this night to anyone that we both knew
GBm
And you said, "Every time we kiss
GBm
I felt something that could not exist"
GBmGBm
And I confessed that I thought that I felt it too
Chorus
CD
You've got a tattered line of string
EmG
That you've tied 'round everything
CBm
That you want to call your own
DG
But it never seems to hold
Break
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Chorus
CD
You've got a tattered line of string
EmG
That you've tied 'round everything
CD
That you want to call your own
EmG
But it never seems to hold